The Bookman, Том 29Dodd, Mead and Company, 1909 |
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... thought fit to devote a message solely to the denunciation by name of several newspaper editors , and this message has been received in Con- gress with jeers and laughter a thing for which our history affords no parallel except in the ...
... thought fit to devote a message solely to the denunciation by name of several newspaper editors , and this message has been received in Con- gress with jeers and laughter a thing for which our history affords no parallel except in the ...
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... thought was , of course , that he was stealing kisses from her . But no , it was nothing so romantic , or if you like , so shocking . He was simply twisting her arm , and when he twisted it too much she squealed and shrieked . Then he ...
... thought was , of course , that he was stealing kisses from her . But no , it was nothing so romantic , or if you like , so shocking . He was simply twisting her arm , and when he twisted it too much she squealed and shrieked . Then he ...
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... thought that the departed , Dear to his heart , was thus compelled to be A silent witness to his hidden sins ! · Atrocious is my doom ! Yet - well deserved . But you ! What crime is yours ? Your love for me ? Are mothers punished for ...
... thought that the departed , Dear to his heart , was thus compelled to be A silent witness to his hidden sins ! · Atrocious is my doom ! Yet - well deserved . But you ! What crime is yours ? Your love for me ? Are mothers punished for ...
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... thought had tried to soar ; Half blinded by the glories there perceived I never dared to stammer forth my prayer . How dismal , cold and dark the earth appeared . Poor child ! Why had I wished to chain him there ? No ! No ! I ought no ...
... thought had tried to soar ; Half blinded by the glories there perceived I never dared to stammer forth my prayer . How dismal , cold and dark the earth appeared . Poor child ! Why had I wished to chain him there ? No ! No ! I ought no ...
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... thought is but a gift from us . Say ! Can there be a finer paradise ? Can mortals dream a joy exceeding ours ? Like Christ , we always sacrifice ourselves , Yet keep eternally more than we give . Now dawn is near . Thy lamp is burning ...
... thought is but a gift from us . Say ! Can there be a finer paradise ? Can mortals dream a joy exceeding ours ? Like Christ , we always sacrifice ourselves , Yet keep eternally more than we give . Now dawn is near . Thy lamp is burning ...
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